House on Hooter Hill

I'll admit some of my attraction to this came from the fact it might be another spoof or spin off of the often made over Vincent Price film, House on Haunted Hill, which it rarely resembled. While there was scant quality acting or production, the sex appeal of soft core actresses who aren't wearing any tattoos visible or larger than two inches cannot be denied. In spite of the rush by numbers assembly it was such a welcome break from the irritating distractions that plague most made for late night cable or video movies. I was also freed with a welcome vacation from girls with squeaky voices, flat chests and paper thin figures. The ending even surprised me.